"Damn, it's really hard!" The commander of the third company shook his head that was buzzing and said loudly.

Not only him, but on the battlefield, whether it was the third, fourth, or fifth companies, everyone showed a palpitating expression.

No one thought that the power of dozens of catties of explosives hitting the sky would be so terrifying. Fortunately, I withdrew more than 100 meters just now, otherwise I might have suffered.

Liu Xiaodong, the commander of the third company, frowned and looked at the terminal building that was quiet without a sound, his sharp eyes swept over the chaotic team, and everyone suddenly closed their mouths.

"Follow me three times! Be sure to take the terminal this time! ”

The repeated failures of the strong attack just now put Liu Xiaodong on the verge of breaking out. This time he grabbed his rifle himself and was about to rush in.

As a result, Zhao Ming's face was in a hurry, he grabbed him, and said loudly: "Company commander, you can't go, let me go!" ”

Liu Xiaodong looked at it, and saw the persistence in Zhao Ming's eyes, so he had to hand over the gun in his hand and said, "Old man, be careful!" ”

Zhao Ming nodded vigorously, beckoned, and said, "Follow me three times!" ”

Jumping out of the trench, gun in hand, half-bent over, quickly moved towards the gate of the terminal.

The light machine guns, heavy machine guns, and grenadiers of the third company were all erected and pointed at the terminal, ready to deal a heavy blow to the outcropping Japanese troops.

Stepping on the road of the compatriot charge, Zhao Ming rushed into the terminal without hesitation with a company.

Subsequently, the terminal returned to a quiet state.

There were no gunshots, no shouting, everything was silent.

Liu Xiaodong looked at the entrance of the terminal with a serious expression, and his eyes showed a trace of anxiety.

"We won, we won......"

In this battle, a brigade of reinforcements in Chengde was completely annihilated, three enemy squadrons were defended at the airport, and 76 enemy planes were destroyed.

A total of more than 1,800 Japanese soldiers were killed (leaving no prisoners), including one Dazuo, several Zhongzuo, Shaozuo, and even more lieutenants.

At this moment, Qin Feng was heading to the terminal to see the power of the Flying Thunder Cannon with his own eyes.

In the past, on film and television, the overwhelming appearance of explosives bags and the tragic screams of the national army were difficult to give people a real shock, and he had to see it with his own eyes. If it's really powerful, it will provide a powerful weapon for the security team.

"Report to Chief Qin, Liu Xiaodong of the Third Company will report to you!"

Before he reached the entrance, Liu Xiaodong appeared at the door, put his legs together, and saluted.

"Take a break!" Qin Feng patted the young subordinate and said.

Hearing Qin Feng's appreciation, Liu Xiaodong's face did not have the slightest expression of happiness, on the contrary, his dark face became red, as if he was embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "No! If it weren't for Chief Qin's new weapon......"

"Just remember this lesson!" Qin Feng interrupted Liu Xiaodong's words and said with a serious expression.

"Yes!" Liu Xiaodong put his legs together and replied loudly.

"How powerful is the Flying Thunder Cannon?" Qin Feng asked directly about the matter.

Hearing this, Liu Xiaodong's expression twitched unnaturally, although it was very slight, but it fell in Qin Feng's eyes.

"Chief Qin, you'd better see for yourself!"

While speaking, Liu Xiaodong led Qin Feng into the terminal building.

A heavy smell of blood came to his face, the corridor was pitch black, and Qin Feng felt as if he had walked into the grave of death for a moment.

Turning the corner, the lights were revealed.

"Chief Qin, this is the corpse of the commander of the little devil, the junior officer!"

With the help of the reflection of the lights, Qin Feng could clearly see the corpses of the rows of little devils lying on the ground.

Seeing the little devil's face suddenly, Qin Feng's heart fluctuated a little.

According to the legend, the appearance of the seven orifices bleeding really appeared in front of him at this moment, accompanied by the pale face of the dead man and the trance of the fire, which made people feel a little creepy.

However, Qin Feng was the one who came out of the sea of blood in the Sword Mountain, and he didn't have the slightest fear of this group of corpses.

If you don't look at the faces of these little devils, they really don't have the slightest external injuries on their bodies, as if they are asleep. But Qin Feng understood that the violent explosion just now had already shocked them to death. Break open the corpse and you will definitely be able to see what happened.

Qin Feng looked at it for a while, and said to Liu Xiaodong: "The little devil's clothes are all pulled, and there are all the things on his body that can prove him, as well as the katana!" ”

"Yes!" Liu Xiaodong then asked, "What about the corpse of the little devil?" ”

"Corpses? Didn't the little devil say that if you are beheaded after death, you can't go to heaven? Hum! Chop off all the little devils' dog heads and build them into a Beijing view! Qin Feng's face showed a cold murderous intent.

These beasts who have committed heinous crimes in China still want to go to heaven after death, but Lao Tzu will not let you get your wish.

After walking a few steps, Qin Feng suddenly turned around and said, "Remember to add more ingredients!" ”

"Yes!"

An hour later, the night silence at Chengde Airport was deadly silent.

On the airport, the wreckage of planes that were blown up to scrap metal, as well as countless large and small craters, invisibly tell the cruelty of the battle. The entire airport is not dark, and in front of the dilapidated terminal, a raging fire rises into the sky, illuminating the surrounding environment.

The Jingguan with a pile of heads next to him looked extremely hideous in the shaking firelight.

The dark night, the shaking fire, the terrifying human heads...... All this outlines a picture of the hell of death.

The little devils who committed heinous crimes in the land of China must pay for their crimes!

"Rumble ......"

After a while, the sound of a rushing car rushing from far and near, rushed out of the dark mountains in the distance, and sped towards the airport.

The Japanese army was the first to arrive, the armored units of the 5th Division.

Four Type 94 light combat vehicles opened the road in front, dozens of trucks followed, and the beams of bright headlights shone directly at Chengde Airport.

"Boom!"

The Japanese army's 'Douding' tank, which was extremely arrogant, directly smashed the debris at the airport gate and rushed into the approach, and a row of trucks behind it also rushed in.

The total weight of this Type 94 light tank is only 3.5 tons, and the firepower and mobility of the light tank with a crew of only two people are very average, and the combat tanks of those European countries are simply worse than two grades, but at that time it was indeed the killer weapon of the Japanese army against the Chinese army.

The general light and heavy machine gun attacks had no effect on it, and only the 37 anti-aircraft guns could penetrate the armor of the 94 tank, which was only 12 millimeters thick.

In the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, the 37 anti-aircraft artillery was the most luxurious weapon in the Chinese army, except for a small number of central divisions, other troops could not even see it, you must know that there were not more than 100 anti-aircraft guns in China at that time.

Even among all the tanks of the Japanese army, this model of tank has the worst performance, and it is really garbage in garbage.

The weakest point was only 12 mm of armor, which was one of the thinnest armored tanks in the world at that time, and even the 37 anti-aircraft guns could beat it into a fireball.

However, this kind of garbage goods, which are like iron sheets spliced together, can only be arrogant in front of the national army that lacks heavy weapons.